Disclaimer: This will probably be the last disclaimer for this story that I will say that I don't own DNAngel. However, disclaimers for songs are forever! The Hell Song isn't mine.

Warnings: Look at previous chapters. I'm sure I won't write warnings either anymore.

Daisuke can no longer understand his own heart. He already said that he wouldn't continue loving anyone at all and that he's freeze his own heart. But once when his teacher has said that Yami moved away, his heart ached. It was worse than before, when he lost Dark. Maybe, somewhere in his heart, he didn't want someone he loved to go away. It wasn't the same as rejection. No, it was knowing that his love or crush felt the same way, but had to go away anyways. It was worse than simple rejection.

Was this only heartbreak? Or was something more?

Daisuke doesn't know whether or not he regrets pushing Yami away. But he does know that he feels guilty. After all, it was Daisuke's fault that Yami went away, right? Daisuke told Yami to find other friends, but Yami only wanted Daisuke in all these days. When he tells some friends about it, they always tell him it's not his fault. But Daisuke knew it was. And he also knew he couldn't trust his friends. They know nothing about him.

"Daisuke. Please. Speak to me." Emiko's voice broke through the torrent of feelings and thoughts and of HIM. Or should Daisuke say them? There are now two guys that caused him such pain. It's not about Dark anymore.

"Honey. Darling. Please don't do this to me again." Emiko's frantic voice brought him back to reality again. His mind tried to crawl back into his dark hole, but Emiko wouldn't let him go. "Please! Daisuke!" Hey crying face came into view.

"M-mom? Wh-what's this pain? Wh-why does my h-heart hurt so m-much?" Daisuke asked as he too began to cry. 'Dammit! I thought I told myself not to cry anymore! I told myself not to shed anymore tears for a love!' Daisuke hiccupped and collapsed on his knees. His room before him swam, his tears blinding his vision. But he could feel Emiko embrace him as mother and son cry for something they both couldn't definitely say what. Emiko thought her son was happy these months, and now he's sad once again. Does fate and life like to balance things so much? Can't they just leave people to their happiness?

Everybody's got their problems
Everybody says the same thing to you.
It's just a matter of how you solve them
and knowing how to change the things you've been through.
I feel I've come to realize
how fast life can be compromised.
Step back to see what's going on.
I can't believe this happened to you...
This happened to you...

Dark stood outside the window. Standing on a faraway building, he felt pangs in his heart that was surely not his own pain. Somehow, when he had exited Azumano's vicinity a pain indescribable burrowed into him. He had bowled over and kneeled on the floor gasping. A guy seeing him brought him back to an Azumano hospital. Right when he entered the city where Daisuke was born, the pain lessened and he shakily walked away, but not towards the exit. Dark had immediately thought something was wrong with Daisuke and had instantly went to search for him.

It's just a problem now I'm faced with. Am I,
Not the only one who hates to stand by?
Complications ended first in this line,
with all these pictures running through my mind.
Knowing endless

Daisuke fisted Emiko's shirt in his hands tightly, squeezing his eyes as tears leaked. Almost inaudibly, he whisper "Dark…" Emiko felt an anger rise in her. But no, it's not aimed at Daisuke. Daisuke who is still crying. Daisuke who still seems to be mourning. All for the loss of Dark. Emiko is angry at Dark. He ruined her son's life!

Daisuke hugged Emiko closer as his mind kept on giving him flashbacks on the times he spent with Dark. Dark, which meant Yami in Japanese. Almost uncontrollably, images of Yami began. The happy times flew past his eyes, and oh, how desperate Daisuke cried out. His heart clenched and throbbed. It pained so much! Daisuke gave out a haunting yowl like a beast in pain.

Emiko sobbed with her dear son as he soon became lost in his memories that he is so fond of. But they're only memories and they remind him of what he can no longer had.

Darkness isn't something you can grasp. It eludes you once light tries to take over. Dark can never be his, he's only a 'curse' to the Niwa family. Yami… Yami Kaitou is simply a transfer student. Like Dark, Yami would leave. After all, he has to return home.

Thoughts of Yami leaving him left Daisuke wanting to curl up into a ball and cry out. Suddenly, he pushed Emiko away. He shouted at her to leave, though the tears running into his mouth made his voice gurgle. But somehow, Emiko knew what Daisuke wanted. Sobbing, Emiko stumbled towards the door. She fell at the doorway and looked back at her child. Both mother and son were crying. Their tears spilled rapidly onto the floor. Daisuke shouted once more and Emiko crawled pathetically out of the room. The door was left open, beckoning Daisuke.

But it felt like the doorway was taunting him. It was saying to him that he could get out if he wants. He didn't have to, but he had a choice. It mocked him. Telling him he didn't have to push Yami away. Saying he didn't have to let Yami closer to his heart than Dark did. But Daisuke didn't listen. And now, he was paying the painful consequence of something more terrible than heartache.

Consequences
I feel so useless in this.
Get back,
Step back,
And as for me, I can't believe,

Dark's heart kept on hurting. He clenched his shirt tightly, as if squeezing it could help control the pain in his heart. Dark wanted to howl into the night, to tell all that he was hurting so damn much! He knew he couldn't handle this type of pain alone.

He also knew that this pain wasn't completely his. Some was, but most of it was Daisuke's. His other half was in pain. His lighter side. Dark's pain is always only a shadow of Daisuke's. Some people may think Dark is only placing Daisuke's well being before his own, but this was actually literal. Dark always suffer two thirds of Daisuke's pain. This meant he is having much more difficulty than Dark!

Dark stood atop the building, with Wiz as wings fluttering in the breeze. He let go of his shirt slowly, but the pain never lessened. Flinching at each movement, as if his body was too exhausted, he told Wiz to fly to the Niwa's. A sudden fear had crept over him. The pain was still there, but Daisuke is at the forefront. This pain gives people too much pressure and Daisuke is hurting too much to stay sane, much less alive.

Part of me,
won't agree,
'Cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly,
Suddenly,
I don't feel so insecure.

Daisuke crawled towards the door. The mocking door that he's beginning to hate. Grasping the door's side tightly, nails chipping the wood away, he slammed the door loudly. The sound echoed through the house, temporarily blocking out Emiko's cries. The sound echoed in his ears, ringing. Still mocking.

Still saying Daisuke had a choice and he threw it away. Daisuke screamed. He pushed himself up, still crying. He grabbed a knife he cut himself with and threw it at the door. It embedded itself inside the door and Daisuke let out another cry. He ran towards the door and pulled out the knife. He slashed at the door again and again.

"Stop! Stop! I don't want to hear it anymore! I don't want to see it!" Daisuke continued crying out as he collapsed onto his knees. He was sobbing and sniffling as the knife dropped onto his hand. It sliced his palm cleanly and blood began to seep through the wound. Tears and blood mixed together. Daisuke cried out.

"DARK!"

Part of me,
won't agree,
'Cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly,
Suddenly,
I don't feel so insecure,
anymore...

Now, Dark stood on the Niwa's roof, staring through Daisuke's window. Daisuke didn't see him, but he could see Daisuke. He stood there for a while now. Simply watching Daisuke. His heart called out to the redhead, but his mouth didn't seem to want to work with his heart. He wanted to open the door and embrace Daisuke and never let him go. But his brain doesn't seem to give out signals.

Then the yell came. "DARK!" Dark almost mechanically pushed the window door open. Daisuke continued crying. His ears were still resounding the closing sound of the door and he didn't bother to look back at the now open window.

Hopefully it was a killer and he broke in the house to steal some things and kill Daisuke. Daisuke continued sobbing as he pushed away the knife. He began to curl up, as was his urge earlier.

In his mind, the door continued closing and mockingly saying, "You had a choice. You regretted the one you chose. But you had a choice. It's your fault."

Everybody's got their problems
Everybody says the some thing to you.
It's just a matter of how you solve them
But what else are we supposed to do...

Dark ran forward to Daisuke, unaware that he too began to cry. He had seen the tears and the blood. The blood. Dark's nose twitched. Kneeling quickly, Dark drew up Daisuke into a frantic hug. For whose reassurance no one may know, but Dark and Daisuke were holding each other tightly, not willing to let go. Dark, because he wanted to make sure Daisuke was okay and never wanted to leave the redhead again. Daisuke because he thinks Dark is merely an illusion and wanted to continue dreaming.

Wiz fluttered. He began to change back into his rabbit-like form. The black feathers of his wings dropped soundlessly on the floor of the bedroom and the creature bounced over to his two masters. Having tears in his red eyes, he jumped on Dark's shoulder, joining the crying.

Unknown to the three occupants of the room, Daisuke's tears, blood, and Dark's feather started to merge together. A bright light suddenly enveloped the room, but the three never saw the flash of light. Dark, Daisuke, and Wiz all had closed their eyes in pain.

Part of me,
won't agree,
'Cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly,
Suddenly,
I don't feel so insecure.

In the blood, tears, and feather's place was a jewel of sorts. It was shaped like a valentine heart, but on one side, it was flat. The other was pointy and prickly. The colors ranged from clear as day, black as night, and red as blood. Clear and flat, like a joyful love. Dark and prickly, like the heartache one can suffer. And red, for all the pain a love can endure.

Daisuke cried out into the room, as his thoughts pounded heavily in his ears. Colors flashing in his eyes blindly. The darkness swirling all around.

Regret.

Anger.

Pain.

But most of all, love.

These emotions were filled in the cries of Daisuke. He screamed and screamed again. His voice became hoarse quickly, but Daisuke continued screaming. He wanted everything to go away! Daisuke wanted the scream to block out his thoughts! Daisuke wanted Dark to cancel the painful memories. Daisuke wants Dark back!

Part of me,
won't agree,
'Cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly,
Suddenly,
I don't feel so insecure,
anymore...

Dark shuddered. He opened his mouth to cry out. Like Daisuke, his cries were loud, and full of pain. Wiz, as if merely an illusion, faded away. Dark knew not why, but at the time, he does not care.

He cried tears with Daisuke. He bled with Daisuke. He screamed with Daisuke. He was one with Daisuke. With love. With pain. With everything.

Dark howled out, Daisuke sobbing in his arms. Emiko and Daichii and Kosuke could no longer distinguish which was whose cry, though they were shocked to hear Dark. Suddenly, Daisuke cried out Dark's name again.

"Dark! Please…" Daisuke pleaded. "Please- don't leave me!" Daisuke sobbed. He kept on whispering, pleading, begging Dark not to leave him. In his mind, Yami blurred away into the shadow of Dark. Dark's happy, smirking face. His purple locks floating in the night sky. His arms cockily folded together. His legs, leaning on one side.

This image of Dark was haunting Daisuke every second of every day. Daisuke cried again and again. He closed his fists into Dark's shirt.

"Don't go! You can't leave me! I don't want you to go!" Daisuke cried.

Why do things that matter the most,
Never end up the way we chose?
Now that I've found a way to pay,
I don't think I knew what I had.

"I won't leave you again, Daisuke." Dark whispered, choking the words out through his tears. Never in all his existence did Dark cry like that for anyone. So pathetically. So giving. So full of forbidden love.

"I can't go on. Not with someone other than Daisuke Niwa." Dark strangled out. He hugged Daisuke closer, almost to the point of snapping his back. But Daisuke didn't care. He hugged Dark back with equal fervor. Their tears mingled together as they dropped onto the floor. Some droplets of the tears fell on the jewel.

The jewel had stopped shining. But the tears gave it such a quality. It seems like a beating, lively heart. The jewel seemed so real. It was like the heart actually felt Dark and Daisuke's pain. Their frustration of not being able to be together.

Why do things that matter the most,
Never end up the way we chose?
Now that I've found a way to pay,
I don't think I knew what I had.

Dark and Daisuke began holding each other, Dark rocking the other in a comforting motion. Daisuke grew weary, but he held tight to consciousness, if only to give a message.

"D-Dark… I-I love you." Daisuke whispered, his still bleeding hand loosening its grip on Dark. Daisuke's eyes were open, though glazed over. And the lids were slowing closing. For some reason, Dark began feeling fear.

"Daisuke!" He said loudly. "Daisuke! I love you too!" Daisuke gave a small smile before his eyes closed completely all away. Dark's heart pounded loudly as he shook Daisuke's body.

"Daisuke? Daisuke!"

Daisuke Niwa, the cutter of the Niwa line, continued to lose his bodily fluid. His blood continued to pour out his body as Dark's cries fell to deaf ears.

A/N: Sorry for not updating. I was stuck. My interest in this is waning and this chapter is only based on vague ideas. So, if you think it's bad, believe me, I could do worse. This chapter is short...